Let’s just review the numbers for a sec. In case you don’t have them memorized. Don’t worry. Neither do I. #5 is about hosting family dinners for no reason at all, or at least not a holiday, and #14 is about trying out new recipes. Now, if you know my family, er, my dad, you know that these two things do not mix. For example, here are a few things my dad has been known to say to me when I’m hosting family dinner: “No green stuff.” “Don’t you just have regular mustard?” “Why can’t you make normal cookies, like chocolate chip?” “I don’t wanna smell any weird things cooking with my Thanksgiving dinner.” But I think the family favorite is, “When you think it’s done, cook it 5 more minutes.” Yep! Good idea, Dad. Just burn the flavor right out of it!
Don’t get me wrong. I love my dad! He’s one of the good guys. He takes care of me. He listens to me. He encourages me. He’s kind. He’s a hard worker. He’s funny. I inherited his
skinny strong legs. He just offered to buy me a new bike. (Thanks, Daddy!) He just doesn’t like to eat the stuff that I like to cook. So when I made Apricot-Mustard Baked Chicken from this lady’s new cookbook, he didn’t eat any. Wouldn’t even try it. Good thing I had mom, aunt, uncle and godson there! Good thing I burnt made hamburgers too.
Speaking of godson…we made whipped cream in a jar, thanks to Tracy Shutterbean! I’m thinking she would approve of the jar/plastic container swap for the 4-year-old. I played a little Twist n Shout (shake it up baby!) and the boy shook! He only took one lick of dessert as evidenced in the picture below, buuuuuuut… my dad… took some home! (minus the whipped cream. “What’s wrong with Cool Whip?”)
This song could work too!